#tripreport

Weight: 100lbs

Dose: 500mg DXM polistirex

May 14, 2020

9:00pm

This is when I drank the syrup. I measured out 500mg of the dxm (it was from a bottle of Delsym) and drank it straight.

9:30pm

I began feeling a little dizzy, but was still definitely sober. I decided to take a shower and wait for the come-up.

9:55pm

I was just waiting calmly at my desk for the effects to take place. Things around me started to feel blurry and slightly “not real,” like the only thing I had left was my mind. It wasn’t a very intense feeling though and I was still thinking very clearly and logically. Also my stomach began to hurt when I walked around. It was definitely more comfortable to just sit and chill out.

11:00pm

At this point things had started to kick in. I felt very light, and whenever I walked  it felt like I had just walked off a treadmill. I felt very reserved and quiet, and would just sit in my kitchen and think to myself about my life and everything. Music felt very profound, and thoughts began swirling around in my head.

12:01am

I was definitely tripping. At this point all I wrote in my journal was “I couldn’t feel real if I tried.”

12:43am

A vibrating aura surrounded my body and made me feel extremely euphoric and disconnected from myself. Apart from that the high itself felt sort of like a mix of weed and alcohol, and my stomach still ached.

2:00am

At this point I smoked some weed. This is when everything changed. At around 2 in the morning I decided to go to my room and lie down, and whilst I was walking up the stairs I realized that nothing surrounding me was real. I felt like a lego person walking around in a lego house, or a doll in a doll house. Everything looked and felt so fabricated, and it was then that I came to the conclusion that this world was made to trick us and that we are living in the matrix. This revelation left me feeling slightly unnerved. Once I got to my room I layed down in my bed and started spiraling deep into thought. At this point the music I was listening to didn't sound as euphoric, but was still amazing to listen to and intertwined nicely with what was going on in my brain.

I looked at a small speaker next to my bed and realized that everything is a factal. I stared into it and saw the infinite dimensions that composed it, and it was actually very intense because as I was staring at it it felt as if my mind was being dragged inside of it and forced to pass through a tunnel if its multiple dimensions. Then, I took to contemplating. I remember asking myself "We think this is consciousness?" because I suddenly became aware of how unknowing we are of the universe that surrounds us, and began thinking and seeing beings and concepts much bigger and much smaller than I could otherwise ever concieve.

Now, this is the part that has stuck with me the most. I realized that we, as people, are not our thoughts, but our actions. Our thoughts are not real. As someone who has spent most of my life dissociating and trying to remove myself from this world in avoidance of the truth, when I truly understood this concept it kind of fucked me up. All the time I spent daydreaming and thinking of what to do was time wasted, was time where I truly did not exist because I was not acting. We are our actions. We cannot simply live in our heads forever because that is a life wasted, we are what we put out into this world, whatever this world truly ends up being.

Of course, like with every trip, I understood that everything is connected and saw particles interacting with eachother, and realized we are all the same, but this is nothing new. I also came to realize that this reality is not real, that nothing matters, life is thought, and some other things but eventually once I had gone through my revelations I was left with a slight but constant feeling of paranoia. Maybe it was the weed, maybe it was the dxm or the understanding that we are being controlled and simulated, I am not sure, but the feeling was there. I also had some pretty bad pain in my kidney and liver areas, and it was extremely bothersome and paranoia inducing. I eventually fell asleep, and the next day I woke up earlier than usual, feeling refreshed (I will always be grateful for the dxm afterglow), but my body ached and I was very dehydrated. My back and right side hurt for the next few days, but now they basically feel normal again.

‘2C-SE’

'(with 50 mg) My tongue feels as if I had eaten hot food. Overall I got up to a plus 1, and found the effects to be completely benign. I wandered about within the Graves exhibit at the Oakland Museum but there seemed to be only minor enhancement of the visual input. 

(with 70 mg) The water solution of this material has an unspeakable smell. But there is no lasting taste, thank heaven. This is up to a 1.5 + and probably half again would be an effective dose. The first awareness was at 45 minutes, and the plateau lasted from 1.5 hours to about the fourth hour. I was at certain baseline at 8 hours. With an entirely new hetero atom in the molecule (the selenium), and with clear indications that large dosages would be needed (100 milligrams. or more), some discretion was felt desirable.' 

Trip report by Alexander Shulgin

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‘2C-P’

(with 8 mg) Comes on slowly, not feeling intently until into 2nd hour. I feel slight discomfort but override it responding to music. I take in air, directing it inside to heal uncomfortable places, open up my clogged sinuses. Wonderful experience of clean, fresh, healing air. Find that discomfort zone is places where I think there is something wrong with me. I dissolve these places with the feeling I'm OK. Like myself better and better, and find more reasons to enjoy and appreciate myself. I find this material powerful, and an excellent working material. Under other circumstances, would probably spend more time working alone inside, where there were great openings, and some of the most beautiful visuals I have seen for a long time. Usually I do not get visuals. I like the long action. I feel that this material worked for a good week after the experience, with internal processes taking place, many insights, and energy running. At times the energy was a little uncom-fortable, but could always be quelled by taking a moment for deep relaxation or looking directly at the internal process. I feel that much good internal work has been done, a lot of it unconscious.

Trip report by Alexander Shulgin

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‘2C-G-N’

(with 35 mg) Much writing, much talking, and there was considerable residual awareness the next day. Somehow this material is not as friendly as the other 2C-G's. Thinking is clear. No fuzziness, no feeling of being pushed. None of the walking on the fine middle line between light and dark that is the excitement and the threat of LSD. This is just a friend, an ally, which invites you to do anything you wish to. RMy sleep was not deep enough, but it was pleasant and relatively resting. The whole next day I was feeling happy, but with an overlay of irritability. Strange mixture. By bedtime the irritability had become a mild depression. I feel that there might have been a threshold continuing for a couple of days. The character of my dreaming had the stamp of drug on it. This compound, in retrospect, presents some problems that cause a faint unease.

Trip report by Alexander Shulgin

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‘2C-E’

'(with 16 mg) There was a strange devil-angel pairing. As I was being told of the ecstatic white-light ascent of my partner into the God-space of an out-of-body experience, I was fighting my way out of a brown ooze. She saw the young Jesus at the bottom of a ladder drifting upwards step by step to some taking-off place, and I saw all the funny gargoyles around the base of the ladder surrounded by picnic bunting. For me it was the 4th of July, rather than Easter! (with 20 mg) The view out of the window was unreal. The garden was painted on the window, and every petal of flower and tuft of grass and leaf of tree was carefully sculptured in fine strokes of oil paint on the surface of the glass. It was not out there; it was right here in front of me. The woman who was watering the plants was completely frozen, immobilized by Vermeer. And when I looked again, she was in a different place, but again frozen. I was destined to become the eternal museum viewer. (with 25 mg) I have a picture in my living room that is a stylized German scene with a man on horseback riding through the woods, and a young girl coming out to meet him from the nearby trees. But she was not just 'coming out.' He was not just riding through the woods. The wind was blowing, and his horse was at full gallop, and his cape was flapping in the storm, and she was bearing down upon him at full bore. The action never ceased. I became exhausted. (with 25 mg) Within minutes I was anxious and sweaty. Each person has his own brand of toxic psychosis--mine always starts with the voices in my head talking to me, about all my worst fears, a jumble of warnings and deep fears spinning faster. Twenty minutes later this complex chaos passed as quickly as it had come. At lower dosages 2C-E has been a truly enjoyable esthetic enhancer. But it really has a steep dose/response curve.' 

by Alexander Shulgin

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